My sweet daughter, Sara, was born very close to her due date, she didn't keep us waiting. My labor was progressing slowly without too much serious pain until the doctor broke my water. Then I had one continuous labor pain for the next hour. Just when I was ready to
When they told me I was ready to deliver I needed to pee and didn't want to use a bedpan, so I walked down the hall to the restroom. Since the delivery room was on the way back to the labor room, they told me just go on in there on the way back. The nurse gave me a startled look, said she had never had a mom walk into delivery and asked me if I could hop up on the table. Uh, no. So she gave me a step stool and I CLIMBED up on the delivery table. We continued with a totally natural delivery (she owes me) - it was what we did in the 80's and I gave birth to a healthy 8 lb 6 oz sweetheart of a baby girl.
I was doubly blessed because she was probably the easiest baby in the world. Being a really young Mom I'm not sure how I would have handled it if she had been a fussy baby.
Daughter number ONE was the reason I started sewing pretty little dresses. (stayed tuned this week for the prom dress reveal for daughter number two) I made two dresses from this pattern for her first birthday.
And this yummy three piece outfit with pantaloons for her 2nd birthday